Tears for Afghanistan

Today I feel grief
Unlike any other
My country has fallen 
In hands of angry men 
My mother weeps 
For whom I do not yet know 
Perhaps for my brother
Who fought for change 
But couldn’t bring it
Perhaps for my father 
Who would sing
Hoping for better days
Perhaps for me
Who will no longer
Open her books 
But instead will 
Forget the words
She once could read
My mother weeps 
For her country
For the people
Who left and for those
Who no longer can
Who like us
Will wait in darkness 
In fear of the future
Where the past
Will come
Back again

This poem is about: 
Our world


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